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What the what???^^^^^
She asked, “Do you have any food to give it so it will go away?”
I assume that is directed at me.
See all these stories of folks and bears...and yet no one has been mauled. Now i will tell you, i’ve been in the same situation as the picture posted above 3x with the gun pointed right between the eyes of a bear at really close range...spitting distance. Never had to drop a hammer on them though.
Now I get what you’re sayin. I just didn’t get the internet bears thing. They’re fascinating animals. I have nothing against hunting them, but good to let them live if you can. Probably a pretty good rush to be that close to one, have it look you in the eye and then be able to tell about it with all appendages attached.I assume that is directed at me.
See all these stories of folks and bears...and yet no one has been mauled. Now i will tell you, i’ve been in the same situation as the picture posted above 3x with the gun pointed right between the eyes of a bear at really close range...spitting distance. Never had to drop a hammer on them though.
Just watched the movie Backcountry on Netflix. Supposedly based on true story. Anybody here ever had a bear encounter?
Back in 1994 backpacking alone far north of Priest Lake Idaho I came across a griz just above the treeline. He was busy digging out a Marmot in the rocks i suspect. I was downwind and he had no idea I was there. I thought this would be a great picture, but I wanted to be prepared in case he heard the shutter click.
Camera with 135 telephoto was already on my chest, so I slowly draw .44 mag Super Redhawk to not draw attention. I raise the camera and look through the view finder and instinctively raise my normally free hand - yes I'm a lefty - and with a clack the camera and Ruger meet.
Instantly the bear rises on 2 legs and turns towards me. I stood there for what seems forever with my eye glued to the view finder watching the bear and him watching me about 40 yards away. He growled, huffed and then suddenly twirled away jumping over the rock pile and down over the ridge. All I got was fuzzy picture of his big ass and a new appreciation of how BIG an adult grizzly bear actually is.
Days later i came across a ranger while looking for my Jeep that I camouflaged just a little too well. He told me the area I was in is where they take bad bears from Yellowstone.